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And with these words he fell back unconscious. Balan, on his hands and knees, crept to his brother and took the helm from off his head, but even then he did not know him, so bloody and wounded was his face. When a few minutes later Balin recovered consciousness, he cried, "Oh Balan, my brother, thou hast slain me and I thee. On this account all the world shall speak of us."
"Bring anything to drink, Danny boy?" inquired Owen, after a few minutes. "Here's some beer," proposed Jaggers, passing over the bottle. Josh opened it, took a long drink, then sat with the bottle poised on one of his knees. "I don't believe ye'd better have any of this, Danny, lad," declared Owen, with a grin. "Don't want any," responded Jaggers, in a rather sulky voice.
Carthew was a fairly tall, fairly full-bodied, grizzled man of about forty; he carried his cap and one gauntleted glove in one gloved hand, and his long, stiff green overcoat slanted down from his neck to his knees in an unbroken line. He had the impassivity of a policeman. "Good morning, Carthew," Mr. Prohack began, rising. "I thought that you and I would like to make one another's acquaintance."
There were several men in the company. Steps shook the floor. Uel and Syama arose. The latter's countenance flushed with pleasure; giving one triumphal glance at his friend, much as to say, There did I not tell you so? he walked forward quickly, and reached the head of the steps just as a stranger finished their ascent. In a moment Syama was on his knees, kissing the hand held out to him.
"Now," said my room-mate "go out into the entry and bring in the buggy." "All right." And out I went on my hands and knees. I soon found my way into the entry, but found no buggy; so back I crawled into the room and reported. At this my instructor crawled out to see what had become of that singular vehicle known as a mining buggy. I followed after.
The fugitives crawled along the roof on their hands and knees so as to escape the observation of the howling mob outside the house. Presently they came into the shadows, and Nell rose, ran forward to a little ladder which led to a higher roof, and swiftly ascended. Neill, who was at her heels, could not fail to note the light supple grace with which she moved.
Morrel seized their hands, and opening the door exclaimed in a voice choked with sobs, "On your knees on your knees he is our benefactor the saviour of our father! He is" He would have added "Edmond Dantes," but the count seized his arm and prevented him.
Lannes, holding himself stiffly erect, drew a paper from his pocket and extended it to the general. "A letter, sir, from the commander-in-chief of all our armies," he said, saluting proudly. As the general took the letter, Lannes' knees bent beneath him, and he sank down on his face. John rushed forward and grasped his comrade.
Brave as she intended to be, she could not repress the shudder of repulsion that went over her as she looked full upon this eager Arab. Graceful and slender she stood before the burly Mohammed, but his ardor was not cooled by the presence of so many witnesses. With a thud he dropped to his knees, wabbling for a moment in the successful effort to maintain a poetic equilibrium.
It was not only the beautiful dignity and graciousness with which she received him, with the exquisite beauty in the lines and colour of her face, and her hair which, if unloosed, would have covered her to the knees as with a splendid mantle.
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